Patciently waiting,
While lights fading,
He wisperd to me,
How did you get those?
When pointing at my scars,
I was shoked so swallow,
So I said it superficial,
Those lay on the surface,
As he replied,
Why would I ask about those on you heart,
When those were the once,
That brought us close,
When those were the once,
I saw the second we met,
In a fraction you took my breath away,
You wisperd,
You said to me slowly,
That the scars made me beautifull,
They made me look alive,
And afther all,
Its not looks that make someone stay,
Its personality that makes you love...

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